Chapter Twenty-One: Let's Go Home, Darling

Layla was feeling uneasy as she watched Tristan effortlessly mingle with her family. Although everything seemed to be going well, she was unsure if a tense situation was about to erupt. She was on edge, as if a bomb was about to explode. To her surprise, the anticipated awkwardness never came. Tristan appeared to be genuinely supportive and quickly won over Doris's approval, leaving Elise and her mother visibly shaken. As lunchtime rolled around, Layla and Tristan found themselves seated together on the left-hand side of Doris. Despite Layla's anxiety and wish for a quick end to the gathering, Tristan seemed to be enjoying it. He showed a warm and caring side that starkly contrasted his usual cold demeanor. He had even been taking care of her at the dinner table and even kept looking after her. Even though Layla had slept with Tristan many times before, she couldn't completely let down her guard around him since he was her ex-husband's close friend. She clenched her teeth and dec